my feet forgot both up and down

spark said
leak softly over borders  
mixed from dreams all together.

Never closer from I
You may be 
last or only 

seep slowly out like
questions and dreams
Never closer
than my own empty skin

.

most possible

clouds we planted in the sky
flower like the eyes of heaven
breathing in our heart like summer
 
  true beneath the sky
evolving slowly into night
rising and falling
dreaming in the
stillness and quiet


,,,

air fall

in each year and out
the other
no one
now is the old who

waiting in the wake  
of always feeling
voices sparkling with eyes  
bursting through air time after all 

,

On Something

Now I don't understand
about making a living or
 how so many do it


I just laughed, felt down then I laughed
again at something

So feelings change I thought
and I feel good and bad at the same time
I want to feel X way
You want to always feel good or neutral
all the time and
you don't like feeling bad
You can feel a little bad
or not think about it when you re busy
with something else.



"I will never smile again" I think, and
that brings a laugh


.

The day after: Switching from an iphone to the Galaxy s4

I din't know what would happen



after the unboxing
I notice it weighs less
  its
 delicate yet earthy

someone asked     What do you have there
in a strange deep imaginative way
but I can no longer answer

 now I am a galaxy s4




...



.

hard to say

 
how light enters and
winds through the woods
and into its skin
murky 
at times impossibly cloudy
and hard to define


.

a second poem ever written

She sweetens us
and he in whom love grows inside
allowing him an escape from
uninvolved idolatry 

her lines are always soft
and they cast through
magestic shadows

His fluid lines
formed slowly
as in a time gone by when the
moon that swims so peacfully
in the river swam frantically
beseiged then left in a hypnotic
conversation in rhythm
with the earth

Her rhapsodic signature
a last mesmeric kiss
that ripened him
breathtakingly beautiful
she is the glow in all darkness
enkindling our flames to fire.


.

Chicken

 to feel as the dreams
close you up

to give the
sea warming rain

and on some days
kept dawn's secret quiet

;
this too
A wind soft
  singing through and through

.

..

a spiritis conversi dotum

You'll

Listening to the heartbeat of the words themselves 
partly everything that is
as beautiful can hope
to move the sea of feelings
or prove darkness


  just this difference
  deep and thorough 
Vague and pure as past loves gone

The in the sky of
  your dark image
       wearing the slowness of time

painting

 

What the bird said

 © 2013 by Robert Ells

.

Uneverything

 

 

 

 

 

                                                           
                                                                 The unweary traveler
                                                       3.3x3.4 "Acrylic and pen on wood



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style

Notes of concern:

17.  planet should last long enough to have people walking around with pants completely
pulled down as the style, but the concern is whether this will have a negative impact on
health, particularly walking long distances.